Chapter 9. What Do You Want from Me?

“Mom?” He blinked as his eyes took in the figure of his mother.

All his life, he has never seen his mother dressed like a decent human. She was always dressed in sheer clothes.

“Boy, are you surprised?” His mother chuckled.

His mother is dressed in a blue gown, and her long hair was tied up in a bun. She has light makeup on, and her shoes seemed to match her clothes.

Unlike how she was before, she looked presentable.

“How? What—”

Kon was speechless.

Not only was his mother dressed more formally than ever, their house now looked more like a home.

Everything was neat and kept in place.

“You see, boy.” She sat on the cushion opposite him, “when I gave birth to you, I never knew how important you will be.”

She chuckled, confusing Kon who was still trying to make sense of everything.

“What are you talking about?”

“How ever did you meet the mafia devil?”

“The mafia devil?” Kon took a step back at the sound of the name